Fairy, please have some self-respect. I am not the reincarnation of your deceased husband.

Chapter 135 Qianxue also loves you.

When the word "wife" reached her ears, Pei Wanyun froze completely.

She looked up at the young man before her, her phoenix eyes reflecting the moonlight, but mostly his image, and filled with unbelievable surprise.

"What—did you call me?"

"dislike?"

Pei Wanyun shook her head repeatedly: "No, I like it, I like it so much, call out again."

"My wife."

Seemingly feeling that adding a name would be a bit strange, Chen Lianshu only called him by those two words.

Pei Wanyun didn't mind at all; her joy was almost overflowing. She smiled and replied, "Yes, my husband."

Upon hearing this reply, she blushed first, then lowered her head, not daring to look her husband in the eye again.

Feeling the soft, pale body in his arms and the warmth emanating from his body, Chen Lianshu chuckled softly, "You're shy already?"

"You used to raid people at night with such confidence, always under the guise of 'teaching' them—"

"I used to be your master."

He was interrupted before he could finish speaking.

Pei Wanyun nestled in his arms and offered a forced explanation: "As long as I maintain the airs of a master, I can deceive myself into thinking that this is teaching, not overstepping boundaries, but simply the care between master and disciple."

"But things are different now."

"Um."

Chen Lianshu didn't say much in response to these words, but simply gave a faint reply, which was taken as an acknowledgment of this new identity.

After a long while, Pei Wanyun finally lifted her head from his embrace.

Her phoenix eyes were already red, but filled with laughter and satisfaction: "Speaking of which, Lian Shu, aren't you afraid that what I said about my memories was all made up to deceive you?"

"Aren't you afraid I'll use my status as your master to do whatever I want to you?"

Perhaps everything went too smoothly, so Pei Wanyun still felt like it was a dream, and feeling uneasy, she began to have wild thoughts.

Chen Lianshu did not respond. After a moment of silence, he did something extremely bold.

He raised his hand and gently tapped her forehead with his knuckles.

The force was not light, enough to make her feel some pain.

"Does it hurt?"

"--pain."

"If it hurts, then it's not a dream."

Chen Lianshu then rubbed her forehead again: "You always call me your disciple, but how can a disciple tap his master's forehead?"

"Wouldn't that be utterly rebellious?"

"So this time, I knocked under a different identity."

Pei Wanyun, who is usually gentle and dignified, reacted in a rather cute and innocent way at this moment, which was quite a contrast.

She stared at him blankly: "What is his identity?"

The question was asked cautiously, with a clear sense of expectation in the tone.

But Chen Lianshu, knowing the answer already, asked in return, "What identity do you wish to have?"

"Naturally, we are Daoist partners."

Pei Wanyun blurted it out almost subconsciously.

And her courage was naturally met with a response.

"Then they are Daoist partners."

"Um."

She responded softly, tightened her grip on her husband's hand, and buried herself even deeper.

The other hand, gripping the fabric of his waist, tightened its grip as if afraid he might change his mind and leave.

The moon casts its shimmering shadows, its light as silvery as silver.

The two embraced quietly, neither letting go.

After an unknown amount of time, Pei Wanyun finally spoke again: "Lian Shu, there are still many things I'm hiding from you."

"After all, there are some things that are not appropriate to say in your capacity as a master."

"for example?"

Chen Lianshu followed up with her question.

"For example, the Qinghe Sword I gave you is actually a pair with my natal spiritual weapon."

"And the lotus hairpin you gave me was also a token of our love."

"However, due to a series of unforeseen circumstances, it turned into a ceremony for becoming an apprentice—"

Pei Wanyun's tone carried a hint of regret.

Suddenly, she changed the subject and finally revealed her true feelings.

The many words that had been suppressed in my heart for so long were finally released at this moment: "And the incense in your room, it was actually a calming incense that I deliberately put there so that I could get closer to you."

"The night before you entered the secret realm, I deliberately got you drunk, just so that I could spend one more night with you, and also the last time I would share a pillow with you as your master."

"And the scroll you found in my bedroom didn't actually depict the master and disciple at all, but rather my memories of you and me in the past."

"And at the very bottom is—"

Her voice grew softer and softer until it was almost inaudible, but her ears were so red they looked like they were about to bleed.

She didn't want to hide anything from her husband anymore, but this was the one thing she found hard to talk about.

Chen Lianshu seemed to sense the other's embarrassment, gently patted her back, and confessed, "Actually, I also have things I've been hiding from you."

"for example?"

Pei Wanyun mimicked the other person's mannerisms, looked up at him, and repeated the action.

"I am not completely ignorant about the matter of memory."

"That's why I believe in you, Master."

"Yes, I guessed it."

Pei Wanyun nodded.

Although she was happy to hear her husband address her that way, she still corrected him: "Lian Shu, you should call me Wan Yun for now."

"If there are other people present, you should still call me Master."

"As for my wife..."

Although she wanted to hear it, she suppressed the thought: "If you really want to call me that, then you can call me that in private."

"After all, I still need to persuade your grandmaster to agree to our being together before we can address each other publicly."

Although the cultivation world is relatively open-minded about the relationship between masters and disciples becoming Daoist couples, her master still needs some persuasion.

Looking back now, Pei Wanyun felt some regret.

If she had known her husband would react this way, she should have confessed immediately.

At the time, I was too anxious about gains and losses, thinking that I should get to know each other and cultivate feelings first, so that the other person would not be unable to accept it.

That's why it's been delayed until now.

If the relationship had been confirmed with the other person from the beginning, there wouldn't have been so much emotional strain.

"Okay, I understand."

Chen Lianshu responded.

He was also a little curious when the topic of his grandmaster came up, since he had never met her before: "Speaking of which, I have never met my grandmaster before."

"It's alright, I'll take you there in a couple of days."

"This matter cannot be rushed. To obtain your grandmaster's consent, you must first be allowed to meet her."

"And you don't need to be nervous. She's extremely protective of her own. Even someone like Qianxue, with her personality, is extremely fond of her—"

He stopped abruptly halfway through his sentence.

Mentioning Mu Qianxue reminded Pei Wanyun of her eldest disciple.

Her feelings were extremely complicated.

Although she was the winner in her memory, recalling and experiencing are two different things.

She even revealed her disciple's hidden thoughts that she had kept hidden for so long.

Feeling even more guilty, she subconsciously asked, "Lian Shu, what do you think Qian Xue will do if she finds out?"

She paused, then said in a low voice, "While I'm not sure if she has the same memories as me, one thing is certain."

"Although she usually pretends not to care and acts extremely indifferent, her feelings for you are no less than mine."

"That girl also has feelings for you."